"You are feeling better, Captain?" Vauna said to me as she watched me pace the floor. "You find that you can walk, so you keep walking?"
"I need to walk so I can think."
"If you wish to think, you should sit out on the hillside at the time of sunset. You understand my words?"
"I understand," I smiled. Then, rashly, I added, "I understand your words. I don't always understand you."
"And you wish to understand me?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
I could think of more answers than my vocabulary could handle. I said simply, "When I go back to my own world I should be able to say that I understand the people of this world."
"But you do understand us. You see how we live. You hear how we talk. There." She pressed my hand. "That is all you need to understand, isn't it? I am the one who does not understand you."
"How do you mean?"